Chef God of the Wuxia and Fantasy World

Dugu Nine Swords (Level 3): Active skill, enhances attack and defense capabilities by 300% while wielding a sword, and has a 30% chance to break through the opponent's moves.

……

Terrifying, this child is truly terrifying...

In this world, Ling Chi believes he has no rivals left.

His physical strength, reaching 83.8, basically ensured that he was immune to all diseases and even poisons.

The day before he descended the mountain, he tested his physical strength. Without using his inner energy, he could shatter rocks with a single punch, and his finger strength could write characters a centimeter deep on rocks. Even after falling from a height of fifty meters, he only suffered minor injuries, and his powerful self-healing ability quickly restored him to full health.

She even suspected that her body was so tough that it was difficult to be hurt by ordinary swords and knives, the evidence being that a few days ago, while chopping vegetables, she accidentally cut her hand due to distraction. However, her finger didn't bleed, only leaving a white mark.

He really wanted to slash his thigh with a kitchen knife to test if he was truly invulnerable. But when he raised the knife, he gave in to his desires.

I'm not a masochist.

A little experiment on your body's tolerance for bungee jumping height is enough; there's no need to cut yourself with a kitchen knife.

I'm not the third brother.

……

Of all the attributes, the one that increased the most was True Qi. Thanks to the pot of porridge that Feng Qingyang gave him half a year ago, which gave him +1 True Qi, his True Qi increased at a rocket-like speed during the latter half of his time at the Cliff of Contemplation. He now has 87.1 years' worth of True Qi.

Unfortunately, the Hunyuan Gong is only at level 5, which means you can only control your true qi for 50 years, wasting 37.1 years of true qi.

Life expectancy has begun to decline.

Now his remaining lifespan has surpassed the eighty mark again, reaching 81 years. From now on, unless he leaves Earth and can't find the Yellow River carp, he doesn't need to worry about dying of old age.

His free fighting and knife-wielding skills have also improved to varying degrees, and he's not far from reaching the maximum level of 10, which indirectly enhances his combat power.

But what boosted his combat power the most was the Dugu Nine Swords.

The Dugu Nine Swords truly lives up to its reputation as one of the top sword techniques in Jin Yong's martial arts novels. Even just reaching the third level can enhance his offensive and defensive capabilities by 300% while wielding the sword.

If you train to level 10, wouldn't you be able to increase your strength tenfold?

Furthermore, there is a 30% chance of breaking through the opponent's moves.

Needless to say, once you reach level 10, you will be able to counter your opponent's moves 100% of the time.

Ling Chi dared not even imagine how powerful he would become in the future.

In this world, he can really do whatever he wants.

Chapter Thirty-Three: Headache

One month later, at Fuzhou Port.

More than a year later, Ling Chi returned to the area and met several familiar maritime merchants.

It was early summer, and the port was bustling with stevedores and seafood merchants buying and selling their wares. Several taverns were also preparing the freshest seafood to entertain diners from all walks of life.

At that moment, Ling Chi was talking with several maritime merchants in the largest tavern nearby.

"Bosses, have you all gone to America?" Ling Chi got straight to the point without beating around the bush.

His purpose in coming to Fuzhou was to see if any local maritime merchants were engaging in shipping to the Americas. He was prepared to go bankrupt for this.

"Sigh!" Upon hearing Ling Chi mention America, the merchants all sighed in unison.

Ling Chi was taken aback: "What's going on with you bosses?"

A plump merchant said with a wry smile, "To be honest, after we obtained the map you drew last year, some large merchants did attempt to cross the ocean to the Americas, but they were stopped by the authorities before they could even set off."

"The government!?" Ling Chi was surprised: "Why would the government stop it?"

“Because…” the fat merchant said, “Young Master Ling’s maps and crop illustrations are too valuable. Somehow the Embroidered Uniform Guard found out about them and confiscated our maps and illustrations, then reported them to the court.”

Ling Chi frowned and asked, "And then?"

"Then the Emperor issued an imperial edict to build Zheng He's treasure ships on the spot in the port. After the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, a special envoy led officials and thousands of naval personnel to the Americas. However, they have not yet returned."

After hearing this, Ling Chi was stunned: "You mean, the imperial court has taken over this matter?"

“Exactly.” The merchants nodded in unison.

A thin merchant said, "Young Master Ling, you are knowledgeable and experienced. Do you know of any other ways to make money? Rest assured, you will not be shortchanged by a single penny."

"Young Master Ling, please don't favor one over the other! We'll pay too!" The other merchants were not to be outdone and all expressed their willingness to spend a lot of money to buy Ling Chi's money-making channels.

Ling Chi was speechless. He hadn't come here to teach people how to get rich. He'd rather cook a couple more dishes than waste that time!

After casually dealing with the few merchants and having a meal, Ling Chi went to take a stroll in the trade zone.

Although these maritime merchants couldn't go to the Americas, the nearby waters had a wide variety of seafood. Ling Chi selected a batch of the freshest ingredients, paid, and took them away.

For the next two weeks, Lingchi idly wandered around Fuzhou harbor, hoping to see the imperial fleet return.

But he was disappointed.

Half a month passed without a single ship appearing, leaving him with regret.

Unbeknownst to him, the very next day after he left, a massive fleet of ships, laden with supplies, sailed across the ocean and docked at the port of Fuzhou.

This fleet was the same one that had sailed from the Ming Dynasty to the Americas, and the special envoy leading this fleet was a woman.

The woman was dressed in a red official robe and wore an official hat. Her face was covered in the dust of travel, yet she was radiant and had a smile on her lips.

Gazing at Zheng He's enormous treasure ship docked in the harbor of the Ming Dynasty, the female envoy took a deep breath: "He was right after all. After I finish my mission, it's time to go and see him."

……

A month later, Ling Chi returned to the Huashan Sect, this time bringing back a cassock for Yue Buqun.

The cassock that records the Lin family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

Two months ago, Yue Buqun still couldn't get over his inner conflict and couldn't forget the Lin family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. Considering that Ling Chi had been kind to Lin Pingzhi, he decided to send Ling Chi to Fuzhou to borrow the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual from Lin Pingzhi.

Ling Chi also wanted to go to Fuzhou port to see if any merchants had brought back crop seeds from the Americas, so he took the opportunity to agree.

But instead of receiving crop seeds from the Americas, Lin Pingzhi unhesitatingly gave him a cassock containing the Lin family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

A year ago, Ling Chi avenged his blood feud, and he was worried about not having a chance to repay her. Unexpectedly, Ling Chi actually gave him a chance.

He had already read the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual and knew that to practice this skill, one must first castrate oneself.

Upon seeing that sentence, he understood why his martial arts skills were so poor. It turned out that he and his father had been practicing a truncated version of the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual... Uh? That sounds a bit strange.

It's no wonder that Lin Yuantu, the founder of Fuwei Escort Agency, didn't pass down the complete Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

Faced with the choice of becoming a martial arts master but having no descendants, Lin Pingzhi followed his heart.

He was just a young man in his early twenties. If he hadn't avenged the massacre of his family, he would definitely have cultivated the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual. But Ling Chi had already avenged his blood feud in Hengshan City. Without hatred, Lin Pingzhi made a rational choice.

Over the past year, he gathered some of the wealth accumulated by the Fuwei Escort Agency, then renovated his ancestral home, where he married the daughter of a wealthy family and took two concubines. Now, both his wives and concubines are pregnant, and he will be a father in two or three months.

With such a wonderful life, if Lin Pingzhi were to still practice the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual, he would truly be out of his mind.

Of course, Lin Pingzhi also followed Ling Chi's instructions and continued to build bridges and roads in his hometown, accumulating good deeds and winning praise from the villagers.

After obtaining the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, Ling Chi did not immediately return to the Huashan Sect. Instead, he spread the word throughout the martial arts world that he had obtained the Lin family's Evil-Repelling Sword Manual and was about to return to the Huashan Sect with it.

The intention was clear: to see how many fearless individuals coveted the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual, and incidentally, to divert Lin Pingzhi's hatred so he could live out the rest of his life peacefully.

Sure enough, about a hundred fearless individuals did try to ambush them on the way. But the outcome was inevitable; Ling Chi wiped them all out.

Perhaps many more people coveted it, but after seeing Ling Chi's swift and decisive actions, they all backed down.

Fighting and killing are all bad.

Look at the sky, how blue it is.

……

"Master, the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual is on this cassock." In the main hall of the Huashan Sect, Yue Buqun had dismissed all his disciples, including Ning Zhongze, leaving only the master and disciple. Ling Chi then handed him the cassock containing the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual.

Looking at the words on the cassock, Yue Buqun's hands trembled with excitement: "Good, good, Chi'er, you have indeed not disappointed your teacher."

“Master…” Ling Chi said solemnly, “I have also read the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual, but it is impossible to cultivate.”

"What?!" Yue Buqun exclaimed in shock, "Why is this?"

“Master will understand once he sees it,” Ling Chi said, pointing to the first two sentences on the cassock.

Yue Buqun spread out the cassock and carefully read the first two lines of text: "To practice divine skills, one must castrate oneself."

"..."

Yue Buqun's face turned red and then pale.

This is...

He finally understood why the Lin family had fallen into decline and even been wiped out by the Qingcheng Sect. Their misfortune stemmed from their self-castration in their desire to practice a divine skill.

The Lin family is so wealthy and powerful, how could they possibly castrate themselves just to practice martial arts? What would be the point of living then?

Yue Buqun is currently facing similar troubles.

If Ling Chi hadn't appeared, the Huashan Sect would have remained half-dead, potentially forcing him to castrate himself. But since Ling Chi joined the Huashan Sect, he first wiped out two major sects at Liu Zhengfeng's "Golden Basin Washing Hands" ceremony in Hengshan City, establishing his formidable reputation in the martial arts world.

For the next year, although Ling Chi remained in seclusion on the Cliff of Contemplation, the formidable reputation of Bai Wuchang (White Impermanence) still deterred the villains, resulting in the smooth progress of all the Huashan Sect's operations over the past year. Even members of the Sun Moon Cult would give way to the Huashan Sect.

This feeling captivated Yue Buqun.

It's great to have a sect with a master in charge, especially one that's so young. The Huashan Sect will surely prosper for at least another thirty years.

With such a favorable situation, Yue Buqun, who had always considered revitalizing the Huashan Sect as his lifelong pursuit, naturally felt no urgency. His desire for the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual was merely a mental demon that had formed over the years. Now that the mental demon had been overcome, he discovered that the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual was like a chocolate-flavored pile of shit—it smelled delicious, but it was meant for dogs.

"You can leave now!" Yue Buqun wanted some peace and quiet. "Tell your master's wife not to disturb me tonight."

"Yes." Ling Chi accepted the order and left the main hall, telling Ning Zhongze not to disturb Yue Buqun tonight.

Ning Zhongze nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect Chi'er to actually bring back the Evil-Repelling Sword Manual. I suppose your master will be studying it all night."

"Is...is that right?" Ling Chi said uncertainly.

If Yue Buqun really practices the Evil-Slaying Sword Manual, what will happen to Ning Zhongze? She's only in her early forties, still young!

"Chi'er." Just as he hesitated, Ning Zhongze called out to him.

"Master's wife?" Ling Chi looked at her.

"Your master's wife is asking you," Ning Zhongze asked earnestly, "What exactly do you think is wrong with Ling Shan?"